Li Luohan shook his head and muttered, "How could I know such an ugly old lady." ”

Qingyan looked at Lan Shen, but Lan Shen was just thoughtful.

"What do you think of?"

"It's the Dementor Bell again, maybe it has something to do with touching the leaves, could she be here to avenge the touching leaves?"

Qingyan guessed the same.

Could it be that touching the leaves is already dead?

That's good news.

"Other than that, I can't think of any grudges." Lan Shen looked at Congfeng on the bed.

Indeed, Qingyan nodded.

"If a small one dies, someone will come to take revenge, and today another old one dies, the demon clan will not give up, and will definitely come to the door, you don't leave, stay here."

"Luo Han, you bring in a few pots of ghost bamboo cuts outside."

Qingyan didn't want to see anyone hurt again, so he asked them to take precautions.

"Yes."

Lan Shen brought the bedding and put it on the floor in the house.

Li Luohan still remembered vomiting blood from the wind, and he was a little scared, so he had to sleep next to Qingyan.

Lan Shen helped Qian Yiliang, who had not woken up outside, into the inner room.

The five masters and apprentices stayed in the inner room, and as long as they looked up, they could see each other.

"You go to sleep first."

Qingyan thought that the bucktooth was effective against the injury of the wind, so he first put the bucktooth of the four of them together and cast a formation in case of emergency.

Then he touched Congfeng's pulse and made sure that his life was not in danger, and Qingyan couldn't sleep.

She took out the three-yuan herb from under her pillow and looked for a way to heal Elder Zhongli.

They never caused trouble in Xiaolinshan, but those people of the demon clan not only took the initiative to provoke, but also wanted to kill her disciples.

Since you can't hide if you want to, you can only face it directly.

Tonight's match, it is obvious that with her strength, even an old woman can't deal with it.

She must strengthen the strength of the Martial Immortal Academy as soon as possible to defend against foreign enemies, and the top priority is to save Elder Zhongli.

Ever since she found Sanyuan Materia Medica in the attic of the library, she thought that this ancient book was very useful, and she had read it several times, and she had the impression that there was a symptom similar to that of Elder Zhongli.

As for the treatment, it seems that there is a bit of a problem, and she has to study it again.

She looked back at Congfeng's wound, this kid's skin was white and tender, and it would be ugly to leave a scar in the future.

She remembered that there seemed to be a medicine that could repair the wound without leaving a scar, but this medicine was very scarce and rare.

Flipping through the ancient books again, Qingyan found that one page seemed to be thicker than the others.

Is there a compartment?

She pointed the yellowed paper at the candle flame, and didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

With the mentality of giving it a try, she applied the method of backtracking to the ancient books, and there was nothing but her own face.

"Master, what are you doing?" Li Luohan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he walked over.

"Let's see if there's something strange about this page."

Qingyan always felt weird, but he had no clue, so he wanted to find someone to discuss.

"Master, I'll take a look too." Lan Shen didn't fall asleep either, and when he heard Qingyan and Li Luohan's words, he got up.

"Maybe there is a mezzanine, Lan Shen, you take a dagger and see if you can separate."

Qingyan simply cut out the piece of paper and handed it to Lan Shen, who used a dagger to swipe along the edge, but he couldn't cut it.

Tried the fire roast, moisturized, and nothing changed.

"Could it be just a piece of paper?" Li Luohan didn't think there was anything special at all.

Lan Shen patiently rubbed the entire ancient book page by page with his fingers, and then seriously felt the page.

"It's thicker than the others."

"Maybe it's just an unintentional mistake on the part of the compilers of ancient books." Li Luohan thinks he's making a big fuss.

Just as Qingyan was about to give up, a breeze suddenly came.

The night breeze carries a faint fragrance on the face.

Qingyan pushed the paper in his hand and suddenly thought of something.

"Luo Han, you pick more plum flowers, Lan Shen, you go get my mortar."

Aren't you discussing this unusual piece of paper, why do you suddenly want to pick plum flowers?

"Master, do you still need to apply facial fat at night? Isn't that the time? ”

Some time ago, the plum tree bloomed, and the green smoke had to pick flowers from the cold every three or five days, and mix it with honey to make a mask.

He felt that the master was confused, but he shouldn't be so confused.

Qingyan slapped him on the back of the head, "Where did you come from nonsense, hurry up!" ”

When Li Luohan picked a blue plum flower, she poured all the flowers into a mortar, crushed them and smeared the juice on the page.

I saw that the yellowed paper gradually appeared with handwriting.

"Wen Lianrui? What is it? Li Luohan leaned over.

The green smoke was dipped in a little more petal juice and spread evenly on the entire paper.

"Thousand-year-old white bones, regenerate souls, repair meridians, and get 100 results with half the effort." Lan Shen read it again.

"So it means that this thing called Wen Lianrui can give birth to souls, pass through the meridians, and help cultivation? Isn't that just right for Elder Zhongli? Qingyan smiled.

"But where can I find Wen Lianrui?" I have never heard of such a treasure.

"Yes, and it's not written below, it took tens of millions of years to come out of one or two, and now it may not be out."

When Qingyan heard this, he took the paper and read it again from beginning to end, and sure enough, there was this sentence.

"Forget it, since the person who wrote the book has gone to such great lengths, presumably this Wen Lianrui is extremely important, and he is not allowed to make a public announcement about it just now."

Thousands of years of white bones can regenerate souls, isn't it just resurrection from the dead, and it can accelerate cultivation a hundred times, such a treasure, who in the world doesn't want it.

Qingyan carefully folded the paper, sandwiched it in the ternary materia medica, and put it back under the pillow.

"After tonight, no one is allowed to mention the word Wen Lianrui again, I will find another way to deal with Elder Zhongli, go to sleep quickly."

The next day, Qian Yiliang woke up in the morning, as if he had slept well, and his body was fine.

The only difference was that he didn't allow anyone to talk about the past when he was killed by an old woman's bad breath.

He refused to tell Qingyan what it was like to be smoked.

Zhuang Lao came early in the morning to inform Qingyan that the disciple was all right.

Qingyan did not allow them to leave behind for mountain climbing training, and told the three of them to bring basins up the mountain and transplant some ghost bamboo when they returned.

She wanted to see if the ghost bamboo could survive in a different environment, and it was best to plant some around the houses as a defense.

"Put the mud pot in the yard for a few days."

Qingyan saw that Congfeng's pulse was stable, and when they came back from climbing the mountain, they told Li Luohan and Qian Yiliang to watch, and she and Lan Shen went to the library pavilion.

The two searched for five days in the library and finally found a cure.

During the period, he did not wake up from the wind, and he had an intermittent fever and babbling.

Qingyan personally changed the dressing for his wounds, twice a day, and did not fall once.

Elder Zhuang has seen it a few times, and even the dean and several elders of the Chinese generation have come, but he can't find the reason why Congfeng is unconscious.

Although there was no danger of his life, the dean saw that Qingyan was worried, and planned to ask the dean of the Qin Painting Academy, Dusk Tianzhong, to go out of the mountain, but heard that someone woke up the next day.

"It's good to be awake, it's good to be awake." The dean sent a scoop and Shen Lin to visit with a bucktooth.

"Cut, that's it?" A bucktooth is still like a baby.

She didn't want to pick it up if it fell to the ground.

Qingyan obviously didn't like the "supplements" they sent, so he didn't accept them.

Yifeng didn't expect to sleep in her room for the past few days, and she felt that this woman's style was chaotic.

He looked down on Xiao Linshan in his heart, and waited for Shen Lin to put down his things and leave.

Shen Lin was ordered by the dean to care about the disciple of Xiao Linshan, and was about to say a few words to Elder Xiao Linshan, but seeing that she seemed to be very busy, going in and out non-stop for a moment, and had no intention of saying hello to him, he left with interest.

Li Luohan and Qian Yiliang knew that he was awake and cared about him.

Whether you are hungry or not, thirsty, thirsty, painful, or not, whether you will have back pain if you lie down for a long time, there are any problems.

Knowing that they were well-intentioned, they would shake their heads at the beginning of the wind, and then they were so noisy that their ears rang, so they all blasted them away.